I've done less with more, and vice-versa.
Jan. 5th, 2003 02:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aruanMum got me up much too early for the Thrift store excursion we've been planning all break. Hour's drive well worth it though - three of the seven things I bought still had the store tags on them, and I'm really looking forward to wearing those chunky Calvin Klein cords.
They said movie quotes. We use fanfic lines even more often. And other people's wit and wisdom even moreso. With that, let's begin on this note: It's all good.
1. Suck on that. Suck it long, and suck it hard.
2. Morbid, maudlin, mawkish, masochistic, mm, mm, mm. Mmm. More champagne.
Pretty much all of Champagne Wishes.
3. Nothing to see here people, move it along.
4. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!
5. Inconceivable! / As you wish. / He's not all dead, he's mostly dead.
7. You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. / I am Jack's broken heart.
8. The song is not about horses.
9. Go on. Make my day. / I'll be back.
10. There is no spoon.
11. It's our only hope!
12. If you build it, they will come.
13. Shaken, not stirred.
14. Occasionally, I'm callous and strange.
More often though, I have a tendency to run with something other people say. Like a certain enunciation of 'business' sent me into a Beck verse about freaks flocking together last night. Or I'll recontextualize a known phrase by strategically applying suprasegmentals. Or someone will inadvertently say the first part of a quote and I'll finish it and inevitably, it'll be too obscure or random and that's that. We burst into song an awful lot, too.
New favorite toy: playMASH.com
My Celebrity Edition future, as they tell it by my favorite number, 18:
You will live in an Apartment.
You will drive a Dark Blue Ferrari Modena 360.
You will marry Lance Bass and have 3 kids.
You will be a magazine staff writer in Las Vegas.
From their html to the TPTB's ears.
My Real World future, as they tell it by my magic number, 3:
You will live in an Apartment.
You will drive a Red Mazda Miata.
You will marry [the boy formerly known as he-who-shall-not-be-named] and have 0 kids.
You will be a magazine writer in London.
I am sad. And sadly predictable. Stupid me.
And this, because oh GOD did I laugh heartily for its duration. Good thing I was out of Gatorade by this point of my afternoon. In order of belly-clutching outbursts:
So, Lance is in space. And he's doing a satellite interview. And he comes out. But, in Russian. And of course, he doesn't say "I'm gay" because Russian is complicated and who knows if they even have a phrase for it and if they did, that Lance knows it. So it's "I like boy ass" or some such.
And the translator is all confused - "um. repeatski?" And Lance explains, "suckinzecockski".
CNN, not knowing NSync, lets JC talk live. "See, Lance is like a flower...
Justin starts answering any and all calls with "Not gay" instead of "hello".
Justin gets very serious about the charities and the P-Flag membership. He starts wearing cute shirts that read 'Straight But Not Narrow'...
JC's *not* gay. He's a straight man who fell in love with Lance. JC goes on The Tonight Show. "Wow, Jay, these couches are cool. I love how the pattern intersects, with all the colors supporting each other and it reminds me of Lance and I'm not gay or even bi, you know? I don't like labels, I just love Lance. I'm Lance-sexual."
The trendy new t-shirt, the 'Free Winona' of it's time, is 'I'm Lance-Sexual'. Dolce and Gabbana make a special one just for JC.
He starts wearing a 'I'm Not Gay But My Boyfriend Is' t-shirt.
..."We have charities for people like you."
Kevin Richardson bitterly tells Kurt Loder that "Howie was gay before Lance was born, you know. We were a gay pop group *first*, damn it."
When asked about it later Chris wrinkles his nose and says, "Carson Daly? Don't even joke about that. [shudder]"
The movie goes into production. Big name actors, including Helena Bonham Carter are in it. JC and Helena hit it off. JC breaks up with Lance to date her. They date. Lance sluts around young gay Hollywood. The press is harsh. Johnny's freaking out. Kelly has to get pregnant again to reinforce the wholesome family image of the group. Chris gets bitter and angry and stops bathing. It's a disaster.
The Advocate cover: JC and Lance make out, Chris and Justin make out, Joey stands in the middle looking bemused wearing a shirt that reads 'I'm the Straight One'.
The first single from the album comes out. It's called "Don't Ask Me About My Sexuality" (pronounced "sexuali-tay", of course). It begins with JC's voice over "People ask about a lot of things. Religion. Money. Fame. But just don't ask me about my...don't ask me about my...don't ask me about my..." Cue Justin beatboxing. Then Lance's deep voice "Sexuali-tay...sexuali-tay...sexuali-tay."
Britney's in it and it marks the reconciliation of her friendship with Justin. She tells the press she's "just glad to have my best friend back, y'all."
Uhm, I kinda ended up quoting pretty much the whole thing, but it's called The NSync Coming-Out Extravaganza and it's by Katie and y'all, she's the most cracked-out alright chick in my book.
Speaking of: Miranda, your link: the end is the beginning by Julad. Likely? No. Plausible? Yes. Heartbreaking? I was inconsolable for the day afterward. Read anyway.
Apparently, The Vines have taken on Outkast's Ms. Jackson. This must be heard.
New meme! For each of your fandoms, and without reusing anyone if possible, who was the character you most:
Identified with?
BTVS: Spike
QAF: Michael
SV: Lex
*Nslash: Lance
(tragic hero theme, anyone?)
Lusted over?
BTVS: the Chaos demon! no, Spike you silly nit. And Xander, heartily.
QAF: Brian. My god, that man.
SV: Lex, no contest.
*Nslash: Lance
(this probably says more about my ego than sexual preferences, though)
Hated or were thoroughly annoyed by?
BTVS: Dawn, though I tentatively pose that she seems to be getting it together...
QAF: Lindsey needs to do something other than nag Melanie and nurse her Brian crush.
SV: Pete until he got a role other than Exposition Fairy
*Nslash: I hold no small amount of volatile emotion for Wade, but it's not entirely his fault. This may all change after I actually see Making the Tour which by all accounts should paint him more evil than the antichrist.
Adored in a platonic sense?
BTVS: Willow
QAF: Emmett
SV: Chloe
*Nslash: JC. My adoration may have expanded to have many facets, but knows no bounds it seems.
Robin Williams is an intensely funny, funny man. Catch his HBO special, but don't have anything breakable or consumable nearby for the hour and a half. Lord have mercy.
I have L'Oreal Preference #4a Haircolor now. Well, mostly in any event - somehow, even when I go darker, the dyes manage to bring out red undertones. Eh. It's pretty cool, anyhow.
I'm sad to see this break end. I'm excited about Acting for NonMajors, my first class (read: 4:05 p.m.) on Monday afternoon. Economics not so much, but Journalists have to be versatile in their knowledgeability. I could've used another week of break, but such is life. I'm looking forward to getting back into my routine, to having my own (really cool) place versus non-voluntarily slumming on my parents' sofa, and Gainesville in general, if you can believe it. Having to drive a minimum of half an hour to get anywhere in this town gets tiresome right quick when we're used to our longest trek being ten minutes to the movie theater.
They said movie quotes. We use fanfic lines even more often. And other people's wit and wisdom even moreso. With that, let's begin on this note: It's all good.
1. Suck on that. Suck it long, and suck it hard.
2. Morbid, maudlin, mawkish, masochistic, mm, mm, mm. Mmm. More champagne.
Pretty much all of Champagne Wishes.
3. Nothing to see here people, move it along.
4. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!
5. Inconceivable! / As you wish. / He's not all dead, he's mostly dead.
7. You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. / I am Jack's broken heart.
8. The song is not about horses.
9. Go on. Make my day. / I'll be back.
10. There is no spoon.
11. It's our only hope!
12. If you build it, they will come.
13. Shaken, not stirred.
14. Occasionally, I'm callous and strange.
More often though, I have a tendency to run with something other people say. Like a certain enunciation of 'business' sent me into a Beck verse about freaks flocking together last night. Or I'll recontextualize a known phrase by strategically applying suprasegmentals. Or someone will inadvertently say the first part of a quote and I'll finish it and inevitably, it'll be too obscure or random and that's that. We burst into song an awful lot, too.
New favorite toy: playMASH.com
My Celebrity Edition future, as they tell it by my favorite number, 18:
You will drive a Dark Blue Ferrari Modena 360.
You will marry Lance Bass and have 3 kids.
You will be a magazine staff writer in Las Vegas.
From their html to the TPTB's ears.
My Real World future, as they tell it by my magic number, 3:
You will drive a Red Mazda Miata.
You will marry [the boy formerly known as he-who-shall-not-be-named] and have 0 kids.
You will be a magazine writer in London.
I am sad. And sadly predictable. Stupid me.
And this, because oh GOD did I laugh heartily for its duration. Good thing I was out of Gatorade by this point of my afternoon. In order of belly-clutching outbursts:
So, Lance is in space. And he's doing a satellite interview. And he comes out. But, in Russian. And of course, he doesn't say "I'm gay" because Russian is complicated and who knows if they even have a phrase for it and if they did, that Lance knows it. So it's "I like boy ass" or some such.
And the translator is all confused - "um. repeatski?" And Lance explains, "suckinzecockski".
CNN, not knowing NSync, lets JC talk live. "See, Lance is like a flower...
Justin starts answering any and all calls with "Not gay" instead of "hello".
Justin gets very serious about the charities and the P-Flag membership. He starts wearing cute shirts that read 'Straight But Not Narrow'...
JC's *not* gay. He's a straight man who fell in love with Lance. JC goes on The Tonight Show. "Wow, Jay, these couches are cool. I love how the pattern intersects, with all the colors supporting each other and it reminds me of Lance and I'm not gay or even bi, you know? I don't like labels, I just love Lance. I'm Lance-sexual."
The trendy new t-shirt, the 'Free Winona' of it's time, is 'I'm Lance-Sexual'. Dolce and Gabbana make a special one just for JC.
He starts wearing a 'I'm Not Gay But My Boyfriend Is' t-shirt.
..."We have charities for people like you."
Kevin Richardson bitterly tells Kurt Loder that "Howie was gay before Lance was born, you know. We were a gay pop group *first*, damn it."
When asked about it later Chris wrinkles his nose and says, "Carson Daly? Don't even joke about that. [shudder]"
The movie goes into production. Big name actors, including Helena Bonham Carter are in it. JC and Helena hit it off. JC breaks up with Lance to date her. They date. Lance sluts around young gay Hollywood. The press is harsh. Johnny's freaking out. Kelly has to get pregnant again to reinforce the wholesome family image of the group. Chris gets bitter and angry and stops bathing. It's a disaster.
The Advocate cover: JC and Lance make out, Chris and Justin make out, Joey stands in the middle looking bemused wearing a shirt that reads 'I'm the Straight One'.
The first single from the album comes out. It's called "Don't Ask Me About My Sexuality" (pronounced "sexuali-tay", of course). It begins with JC's voice over "People ask about a lot of things. Religion. Money. Fame. But just don't ask me about my...don't ask me about my...don't ask me about my..." Cue Justin beatboxing. Then Lance's deep voice "Sexuali-tay...sexuali-tay...sexuali-tay."
Britney's in it and it marks the reconciliation of her friendship with Justin. She tells the press she's "just glad to have my best friend back, y'all."
Uhm, I kinda ended up quoting pretty much the whole thing, but it's called The NSync Coming-Out Extravaganza and it's by Katie and y'all, she's the most cracked-out alright chick in my book.
Speaking of: Miranda, your link: the end is the beginning by Julad. Likely? No. Plausible? Yes. Heartbreaking? I was inconsolable for the day afterward. Read anyway.
Apparently, The Vines have taken on Outkast's Ms. Jackson. This must be heard.
New meme! For each of your fandoms, and without reusing anyone if possible, who was the character you most:
Identified with?
BTVS: Spike
QAF: Michael
SV: Lex
*Nslash: Lance
(tragic hero theme, anyone?)
Lusted over?
BTVS: the Chaos demon! no, Spike you silly nit. And Xander, heartily.
QAF: Brian. My god, that man.
SV: Lex, no contest.
*Nslash: Lance
(this probably says more about my ego than sexual preferences, though)
Hated or were thoroughly annoyed by?
BTVS: Dawn, though I tentatively pose that she seems to be getting it together...
QAF: Lindsey needs to do something other than nag Melanie and nurse her Brian crush.
SV: Pete until he got a role other than Exposition Fairy
*Nslash: I hold no small amount of volatile emotion for Wade, but it's not entirely his fault. This may all change after I actually see Making the Tour which by all accounts should paint him more evil than the antichrist.
Adored in a platonic sense?
BTVS: Willow
QAF: Emmett
SV: Chloe
*Nslash: JC. My adoration may have expanded to have many facets, but knows no bounds it seems.
Robin Williams is an intensely funny, funny man. Catch his HBO special, but don't have anything breakable or consumable nearby for the hour and a half. Lord have mercy.
I have L'Oreal Preference #4a Haircolor now. Well, mostly in any event - somehow, even when I go darker, the dyes manage to bring out red undertones. Eh. It's pretty cool, anyhow.
I'm sad to see this break end. I'm excited about Acting for NonMajors, my first class (read: 4:05 p.m.) on Monday afternoon. Economics not so much, but Journalists have to be versatile in their knowledgeability. I could've used another week of break, but such is life. I'm looking forward to getting back into my routine, to having my own (really cool) place versus non-voluntarily slumming on my parents' sofa, and Gainesville in general, if you can believe it. Having to drive a minimum of half an hour to get anywhere in this town gets tiresome right quick when we're used to our longest trek being ten minutes to the movie theater.
